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[Verse 1]
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My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue,
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An everlasting vision   ...of the ever - changing view,
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A wonderous woven magic ...in bits of blue and gold,
  Gmaj7       F#m7               Em7         A
A tapestry to feel and see, im - possible to hold

[Verse 2]
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Once, amid the soft silver sadness in the sky,
      Dmaj7         Gsus2/A    Dmaj7   G/D     D   Dsus2
There came a man of fortune, a drifter passing by,
   Em7              A                   Em7                 A
He wore a torn, and tattered, cloth a - round his leathered hide,
      Gmaj7        F#m7            Em7             A
And a coat of many colours, yellow/green on either side

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[Verse 3]
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He moved with some un - certainty, as if he didn't know,
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Just what he was there for, or where he ought to go,
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Once he reached for something golden hanging from a tree,
        A/D            A/G   Gmaj7
And his hand came down emp - ty

[Verse 4]
      G  D Em7    Dmaj7           Gsus2/A       Dmaj7           Gsus2/A
|  /  /  /  /  |  Soon, within my tapestry, a - long the rutted road,
   Dmaj7         Gsus2/A         Dmaj7       G/D  D     Dsus2
He sat down on a river rock, and turned in - to a toad,
   Em7                A           Em7              A
It seemed that he had fallen into someone's wicked spell,
      Gmaj7           F#m7             Em7             A
And I wept to see him suffer, though I didn't know him well 

[Verse 5]
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As I watched in sorrow, there suddenly ap - peared...
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...A figure, grey and ghostly, be - neath a flowing beard,
   Fm7              Bb             Fm7                 Bb
In times of deepest darkness, I've seen him dressed in black,
       Abmaj7          Gm7             Fm7             Bb
Now my tapestry's un - ravelling, he's come to take me back,
     Fm7                      Bb/C    Ab/Bb
He's come ...to take ...me ...back!  |  /  /  /  /  |  /  /  /  /  |

[Coda]
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